We found a beautiful 6 year old house that was amazingly cheap for the economy at the time. This was February 2008. It didn't have a fenced yard, but it had everything else. A front yard, a back yard, a shed, a garden, and a play center for the kids. It had three bedrooms up stairs, two closets in our room (so no fighting over who has the most space. open concept for the living room and kitchen area. Undeveloped basement, so the kids again could run around down there, litterally some days. It was great. We loved it very much actually.
Then I got sick. I was diagnosed with Labrynthitis. A virus. so there was nothing the doctors could do. However, Labrynthitis is a virial inner ear infection. So since it was in my inner ear's my balance was shot and I had sensations of movement when things weren't moving and was also sometimes able to see things moving that werent moving, I was had visual stimulations that would cause me to feel off balance and dizzy and when things did actually move, I would feel the movement 10 times over. Needless to say I was farely useless. I would get so exhausted just getting out of bed for 2 hours that I would go straight back to bed. Laying in bed was so much easier, I didn't have to fight with the feelings of movement.
This was very hard on James. We had to, at first, keep the 7 year old at home, because we couldnt find a way to get her to and from school while James was working shift work. I was not allowed to drive, as turning my head would literally cause things to spin. James would have to take care of everything all of a sudden, the house, the kids, the food, the shopping, over night basicaly. I, at the time, had it in my head, that he asked for it, because thats what you get when you have a family and a house and someone gets sick, and I had been taking care of everyone all by my self, he could do it, just like I did. Again, thats what you do in a family. You step up and do what it takes. But, being in bed all by myself, wasn't very much fun. I was very lonely and wanted James to stay with me a lot of the time that he was home. He wasn't able to do that, near the end of my sickness James was staying on the computer for hours out of the day after taking care of the dishes and getting the kids into bed. We never really talked about it either, I would complain that I wanted him to be with me and he would complain that he needed his time so that he could calm down and deal with the day. We would both try and work together on it, compromise, but often it left one person misserable.
Soon after I got better, James was struggling to go to work. the work it self had become boring and unsupportive and of course home stress was not going well either. He quit and took some time off. With his social phobia, of course, it made it harder for him to just go and get any job. Bills started to get tight, just as it was starting to look like we would not be able to pay our rent that month, James found a delivery truck driver job. James enjoyed the job at first, as it gave him physical envolvement which would help him sleep.
It was announced at this time that they were going to be taking away the 0 percent down and the 40 year mortgage. James and I decided we would go and see if we qualified, but we highly doubted it. We went to talk to the bank, I should mention that, that is were I worked so we were able to get a cheaper rate, another reason we even bothered to look into it. The bank approved us! It was amazing! We could own our own house?!?!
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